We celebrated the new season the first weekend with a relaxed, chilled-out family BBQ at King’s Park. After we had our fill of sausages, we took a slow, leisurely stroll along the familiar stretch of the park looking down on the iconic view of Perth city. I think it was probably the first time we were looking down on that iconic view together as a family. We pointed out various landmarks and marveled over the beauty of our home city together. It felt really special sharing that moment as a family.
I came across this quote which really sums up everything I felt so well about that moment…
A mother discovers with great delight that one does not love one’s children just because
they are one’s children; But because of the friendship formed while raising them.”
—Gabriel García Márquez
We recently finished reading both books in Enid Blyton’s ‘The Wishing Chair’ series. We had such a blast reading them together every night. Nathan’s favourite chapter was the one about Magician Greatheart’s party. If you haven’t read these books in a while, read them again! I had the best fun revisiting all the old familiar stories and characters, especially since I was revisiting them through the eyes of my own children.
I also just started trying out this new thing with Nathan and Grace at bedtime. Instead of our usual bedtime story book, I just pull out a “Did I ever tell you the story about…” from my childhood. And they absolutely love it. Nathan is especially hooked and keeps clamouring for more. “Another one, mummy! Tell me another story about when you were a little girl! PLEEEEEASE!!!”. At bedtime earlier this evening, I told them my famous ‘Bird Story’. He was literally hanging on the edge of his seat listening to every word. And at the end of the story, he had such strong feelings of anger toward my dog Snowball for hurting the bird that he had trouble calming down.
I asked Nathan why he loved hearing these stories of when I was a little girl so much. “Because I’ve never heard these stories before, and I like to know what you were like last time when you were little and what you did and how you were like.”
And then I remembered how I too loved hearing stories like that from my own parents about their childhood. I gather each memory they shared like precious pearls because I knew that these stories are the only link I have to another time and place in history beyond my own tiny imprint on this vast, immense fabric of time.
I remember remarking to my mum one time when I was in my teens “I wonder if I had known you when you were in school or university, would we have been friends?”. It was just one of those random rhetorical questions. I’d like to think we would have been.
I thought about if Nathan were to ask me the same question today. I believe my answer would be a definite and positive “Yes”. Because I’m so loving the person he is right now and is growing into.
How strange and wonderful a thing it is to be best friends with your child.
Though if you think about it, it does make perfect sense after all.